Knowing that eternal sleep comes soon, I wrote this during my grandfathers tragic fight with the pain caused by cancer. I didn't know he would be gone in three weeks.


Clouds of Change

Wrapped around shoulders weary,
In colors green, blue, and perhaps gray,
This shawl numbs the creeping cold
Enveloping this long, silent closing day.

A warmth gone sullen to places distant
Usurping the rolling clouds of change,
Seeping into this November eve's close
Leaving chills and sounds far too strange,

For a life to comprehend, or a soul to know
What meaningful days are there to come
As fright and grief run their course,
While darkness awaits the rising sun.



Poetry by Morpheus
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Written on 2006-11-29 at 03:03

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Daybreaker
Sad thoughts expressed beautifully!
2006-12-23


liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
I am sorry for your Grandfather's passing.

This is a wonderful tribute and outlet of/for your grief.

the last stanza is exceptionally beautiful and holds
so much meaning.

10/5 if i could rate that high.

liz
2006-11-29


Kathy Lockhart
your grief has inspired this very poignant poem. My sympathy to you and your family. "Weeping goes on for the night but joy comes in the morning."
2006-11-29